The Whispering Cairn - Bronzewood Lodge Group - IC

This is the start of your adventure and this first post will be the links post. It will contain links to most of the posts that will help with moving the adventure along, but most importantly it will have a list of your adventure goals within it. Like so...

Last minute council...

The small cabin seems crowded now that everyone has finally arrived. The structure only has two rooms, the main one in which everyone is now in seated around a large wooded table. And a smaller one that has pallets and hammocks hung in it for those who wish to sleep away from the conversations of others.

The second room is empty as everyone is eager to discuss the upcoming quest in the morning.

Dorian Greenleaf was chosen by Nogwier himself, to find the so called "cave of voices" that portents a great evil coming soon to the lands. He was told it was because he new more of the "city folk" and somehow they could be of help. Dorian took the asignment for just that reason and hoped to prove that the people of Diamond Lake are just as vaulable to the area as those of the Bronzewood Lodge. So he enlisted the aid of...

Adalwulf of Blackford was new in town and his reasons to coming to Diamond Lake are his own, but some say he is always around the church of St. Cuthbert or can be found following the head priest as he moves about giving sermons. Dorian had befried the man after a long talk on religion and politics but Adalwulf not being from the area didn't know much about a this cave but he set out to investigate for his new friend Dorian. His inquires led him to a man from the area by the name of...

Karolus Hankel whose family had lived in Diamond Lake some say since it's founding. Karolus knew of only one place that was a "cave of voices" and he would show the Inquisitor only if he could tag along incase there was something valuable in the old place.

Meanwhile Dorian was approached by Karissa a half-orc wizard looking to join the Bronzewood Lodge. She had learned of his connection and figured the man would be her best bet to getting accepted since he too was of both worlds. Dorian not knowing that Karolus had worked his way into coming decided a few more eyes and ears would be prudent so he said that if she wanted to help she should try and bring one more person along (Dorin thinking then that that would make four at least). Karissa being originally from the area knew a few people down on their luck but none so much as...

Tac Arbor was recently out of work as all the mines in the area were slowly being bought out by Balabar Smenk. And Tac would not work for the man after the dangerous collaspe that Tac was sure was through some fault of Balabars. Of the six mine managers still in operation there was only to he could work for, and when things were running good there was no need of Tac's services. So he spent time wasting time and wondering what he should do next. When Karissa found him he was all to eager to come see what all the fuss was about.

Gathered now and set on exploring the tomb in the morning the group gathers together to share what they know about a place the locals call "The Whispering Carin".

"So, any preference who want to go in first? I hope nobody of you is afraid of the dark." Dorian says, looking at crude map Hankel provided. He is fully prepared for danger, wearing the metal armor so unusual for members of the lodge, his holy symbol of Obad-Hai proudly placed around his neck on a fine silver chain.

"I never understood this dependency on light." the half orc mumbles in a hoarse voice. "Darkness never scared me. It offers opportunities daylight just doesn't. I'll go first, gives me a chance to see the place before the light smudges away the details. If noone objects, of course"

OOC

After desciphering HM's post I don't think we are at the Cairn just yet. BTW, whose cabin are we in?

Yeah sorry for the long post you should see the other groups, . But wanted to get you all in. And the cabin is everyones it is your new HQ enjoy. And it is the night before you all decide to go figured a little RP planning session would be different.

KnowLocal DC10

What has come to be known as The Whispering Cairn was discoveried about ten years ago by local teen-agers. It was kept secert as the local youth would dare each other to disappear into the cyclopean entrance to prove their bravery. Occasionally when the wind is just right, haunting, almost magical tones emerge from the forlorn tomb, like whispers of the dead.

Tac Abor, human rogue

"I don't have darkvision, but I'm good at spotting trouble spots in a structure," Tac offers. "So good I've been putting myself out of work, which ... is not relevant." the young man blushes slightly at bringing up his personal business. "In any case, I might be best qualified to spot structural hazards. Last thing we want is a cave-in, right?"

Karolus tells you about the Whispering Cairn, and how as a youth he ventured the requisite 10 steps into the darkness to prove his manhood. "I was so addled with adrenaline that I have no idea what it looked like in there. I always meant to go back and try to go further, but, you know, life got in the way. I hadn't thought about the Cairn for years before Dorian came to me."

"Sounds good. We need at least tw0 light sources. One for our 'scout' here and for the main group. Fortunately I have prayed for an illumination spell this morning and have some sunrods. Anyone else has a torch or something like that? Maybe wee will need multiple ropes, too, if we have decent through a hole or something." Dorian starts an equipment discussion.

Karolus nods towards his pack. "I've got a hand or so of torches in there - the oily rag variety, not the magical kind. I thought I was short on cash when I started outfitting for this jaunt, so I bought the cheap kind. Then, at the last moment I came into a whole pile of gold, but I decided to keep the torches and spend most of my new wealth on things to hit and shoot people with." at that, Karolus indicates the great sword, great club and cross bow leaning against the wall near his pack.

With a tremendous yawn, the big man stretches out over the back of his chair. He suddenly occupies a considerable amount of the horizontal area of the cabin. Straightening, he runs his large hands through his messy red hair, rubs his green eyes and then scratches the coppery stubble on his chin.

"I think I'm off to bed. The sooner we're asleep, the sooner we're awake and at the cairn. I aim to make this a simple in-and-out - we go in, kill the monster and take it's treasure. Evil prophecy averted and we're all heroes."